Equestria was lost

Something was released onto Equestria. A strange living chemical..... Something that was designed only to mutate and kill. Not much else is known. It killed many of us, others were driven insane. I don't understand why... Why would something like this happen to us?

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That's not important. What is important is this recording. I will leave it here for whoever needs it. I am making journal of sorts, documenting all that I learn.

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-iagnosed and classified one of the types of..... accidents. The insane ones, I like to call them Creepers, are biologically living corpses. They stumble around muttering to themsel-(static) in particular. That's really all I have right now. I'll be leaving updates here and there. As far as I know, we are headed towards a safe house in downtown Manehat-(static)

So, I'll be leaving another recording there. Come on Twi! We're leaving. One minute Rainb-(static)

If anypony is finding these, then please follow us. We really ca-(static) without more ponies. See you soon.

Twilight Sparkle

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Alright. I got the aspirin, the bandages, enough ammo to get us there. I think we're good. I guess I should go wake her up now. The yellow colt headed up the stairs towards his daughter's room. He unhinged the large latch over the knob and pulled the grate down from the door. He slowly stuck his head in through a small crack in the door.

"Caramel? It's time to go." The sleepy yellow filly tossed and turned in her bed. "CARAMEL!" The filly was flung from her mattress by the sudden stimuli.

"Gah! Daaaaad! What time is it?!" She demanded.

"Eleven-thirty. I let you sleep in." The young pony stood herself up. "I got us all packed and ready to go. We can eat breakfast, then get going." His daughter groaned from her drowsiness.

The two of them sat at their makeshift dinner table (A sheet of cardboard on an upside down stool) and ate breakfast. Apples and buttered bread.

"It's not much, but it's all I could really find. All the shops down the road were looted." Caramel seemingly ignored her father, just sitting down without a word. He dismissed this and moved on to his breakfast. A few moments later, he had already finished an apple. He looked at his daughter's plate. The food remained untouched.

"You alright, Caramel?"  She stayed quiet for a moment. "Caramel?"

"Hey, Butterscotch." Her father shot her a nasty glare.

"That's disrespectful, Caramel! You don't call me by my first name." The young filly rolled her eyes.

"Sorry.... Dad. Do we have to see grandma today?" His daughter looked at him with her usual puppy dog eyes. Butterscotch shifted his attention back to his food.

"Yes." He said through a mouth full of bread. Caramel groaned rather loudly, as to emphasize her disappointment.

"You know how lonely she can get over there. No pony other than us is around anymore. It makes her day to see us. Besides. It's your thirteenth birthday. That's a big day and she told me that she has something for you." Caramel's eyes widened slightly at the mention of a gift, but not much. She still kept that look of indifference on her face. Butterscotch frowned.

"When we get over there, can you at least pretend that you're happy to see her?" Caramel nodded.

"I do act like I'm happy to see her. I just hate how she talks." Her father giggled.

"That's my mom. She's gonna be profane." They both giggled a bit.

Once breakfast was finished, the two threw their saddlebags over their backs and left the house.

"Alright. Let me lock up and we'll get moving." Butterscotch said. Caramel turned away from the door and headed down the walkway towards the gate at the end of their parking lot. After having placed the last of about five locks on his door, Butterscotch turned toward the walkway. Before continuing, something off to the side caught his eye.

"(GASP)! Caramel! Get down!" He shouted in a hushed tone. One of those creepers was coming around the corner. Butterscotch ran up and slammed himself against the fence, next to his daughter. It was only one. Best not to waste the ammo.

It was a red pegasus mare, walking down the sidewalk with a large sadistic smile plastered on her face. It seemed that about half of her face was decayed and she was limping on a broken leg.

"Today was a good day! We had lots of fun, didn't we?! Yeah we did!" She said. Butterscotch brought a hoof up to Caramel's mouth. "It is just so amazing out here!" She continued past the gate. Butterscotch lifted his head above the fence. The mare suddenly turned around, Butterscotch ducking back down. The mare shook her head violently.

"Did you see that?!?! ........... Yeeessssssss........." She inched back towards the gate, sniffing the air.

"Do you smell that too? ............. Yes, I do... A colt and a.... filly." Caramel pulled a pistol from it's holster. Butterscotch put a hoof over the weapon and shook his head. She put it away as her father unsheathed a machete.

As she walked along the fence, she knocked on the boards.

"I was walking along one day (Knock)....... And I smelt a strange smell (Knock). We smelt a strange smell. (Knock) Right! We did! (Knock) But what was it?(Knock) I don't know.. We should go look for it.(Knock) We are going to find out where it's coming from! (Knock) It's around here! I gotta find it! (Knock) We have to find it!(Knock) Right! I'm sorry.(Knock)" Caramel clamped a hoof over her mouth. (Knock) She was getting closer. (Knock)..........

Silence...

She stuck her head over the fence, a demonic grin upon her face.

"THERE'S THE SMELL!!!" She then began to scream loudly.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-KAck!" Butterscotch had shoved his machete through the mare's throat. He wrapped a foreleg around the back of her neck and pulled her over the fence.

"Okay.... Hopefully none of the others see this." He said as he wiped the blood off of his blade. Caramel lifted her head over the fence.

"I don't think there are any others coming." She said. Butterscotch smiled.

"Alright. Off to grandma's."